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[There is, currently, a ten year old, dressed a little "odd" (late 1800's), hiding wedged in behind books on a lower bookshelf in the study. He'd be doing a very good job of hiding, or at least it looking like there's nothing there, except for one problem.]

[That problem would be that the walls are bleeding. And occasionally sprouting eyes and blinking.]

[The problem extends out to the door and the hall immediately around the doorframe, and there's a constant, quiet sound of voices that can't quite be made out that seem to be coming from the bookshelves of the study.]

[Anybody psychic/with extra senses, the bleeding and all is kind of oozing that it's coming from someone, and there's a lot of panic coming from it.]

[Welcome to Spade's childhood! :D]

mr_plot_bunny

Oh for the love of...

[Yes, that is a ... to some familiar small grey rabbit, sitting in a hutch, with a little eyepatch and tiny pirate costume. He looks absolutely THRILLED. By which I mean if pure hate could be a destructive force on its own he'd probably be Bunny, Ender of Worlds.]

Okay. Do ANY of you people not know how trick or treating works? Halloween, costumes, kids get candy?

Because apparently we're supposed to do something nice if you play along. Don't ask me, I just live here.

Oh, also something about "tricks" and "rules" and something if people don't play by the holiday.

You'd think I'd at least get some booze to go with this getup...

inverted_flight

*wandering around the halls, looking lost and horribly confused, is this one. No, that's not an actual bitty Inuyasha, just Akito dressed as one. He's about nine or ten, his hair has been coloured for the event, and the puppy ears are on a headband fitted just right for his head. He's activated a video post as well, cause kids these days are boss at technology. His eyes are HUGE and swimming in tears.*

Is anyone there? Daddy? I don't know where I am.

*there's also the slightest signs, for those who can recognize them, that this boy is not feeling well. A paleness to his skin, and a weariness behind the sadness. Akito is still recovering from the effects of the drugs he'd been on all last week, even if he doesn't know it*

tricks_and_treats

[Gabriel is seen leaning against his open doorway, munching on a candy bar that he's pulled from the bowl next to his room.]

You know. [Munch. Munch. Swallow. He points the candy bar at the screen.]

A guy could get use to this. [Pause. He looks away from the camera for a moment.]

So, what's the catch here? [He looks back at the screen.] Surely this place isn't all goodies and Halloween.

whitebrother

[The video comes on to show a view of an overcast night sky, the clouds dyed red from the flames raging all around. The camera sways, turns over, shows hands and arms of a man. The "camera" was clearly showing someone's eye-view. Another nightmare-memory broadcast to the network as punishment for fighting back.

The man gets to his feet shakily, but stays standing. He walks to the top of a hill, and stares down the other side into a crater. At the center of the crater lies the wreckage of a massive machine. It had a humanoid torso, but in place of legs it was connected to a spider-like body with crab-like claws. He simply stood there and stared at it for a long moment.

Then the metal monstrosity twitched. The only warning before it somehow reared itself up, towering over him. In a flash it regenerated, damaged frame and missing armor repairing in a instant. Green eyes flashed a terrible red as the process finished. The man gasped and stepped backwards in surprise. But he had no time to react farther, because the monster's chest opened, sending out green cables. He had no time to run. He brought up his arms in a futile attempt to protect himself, but the cables grabbed both of his arms and pried them our to the side. Another cable had snaked over and wrapped around his waste, and with a scream -- Kyoji's voice -- he was pulled inside before the hatch slammed shut, sealing him in darkness.]

((ooc: this nightmare will be triggering a temporary insanity in Kyoji, a state that was forced upon him by being absorbed by the machine in this memory. Because of this, responses will come from

corrupted_brother. He will also still be feeling the affects of the drugs which triggered the memory.))

kansai_ahou

*for a few minutes there are dark flashes of images. Almost entirely incoherent, but there's a sense of dread to them. The silence is almost deafening.

A young boy blindfolded and trapped in a box-

A mangled body hanging from a treehouse-

A terrified little girl with blood splattered on her face-

Heiji and another teen hanging off a cliffside-

A different boy pale and unconscious in a hospital-

An explosion and the ground shaking from something big-

A stone angel just barely visible at the end of a manor hall-

A montage of bodies of all types and deaths, until a pattern of fatal gunshot wounds can be recognized.

The video straightens out. Heiji is standing in an entryway. It's dark, the only light coming from a room beyond the stairs. The shadows shift just outside Heiji's view, as if creatures are writhing in the darkness. A realistic looking statue of a crow rested on the knob at the end of the stair railing, black eyes glittering as if watching. Waiting.

Heiji moved down the hall. The expression on his face implied that he knew what was coming, and he hated it, even while it hoped it wasn't true. He approached the door and pushed it open. The light came from the fireplace, a dim fire dying in the ashes. The rest of the room was fuzzy, details unnoticed in light of the body in the middle of the floor; almost unrecognizable beneath the blood. Blood was everywhere. He knew it was more than the human body could actually produce, but that didn't he register in his mind as he approached. The firelight splashed across the fresh blood.

The detective covers his mouth as he recognizes the body. He staggers a step back and opens his mouth to say something, or scream.

The sound of a crow SCREAMS across the video just before it cuts out*

artificialflower

[If there's one thing that Kanda is outraged at, it's being robbed of Mugen for almost three weeks now. And there is no amount of drugs that can stop him from expressing it for long, because fuck everything, you don't just take other people's things, Author. However, it seems that his continuous attempts to break out, all done with his usual finesse, caution, and regard for everyone's safety, have finally made the staff tired.]

[A few quite sturdy male nurses with a straight-jacket finally have managed to restrain him, and are now dragging him backwards towards his room. Kanda has pretty much lost his patience, too, so he doesn't bother to look all that sane while trying to get on his feet, growling and baring teeth. He does a pretty good job at kicking one nurse's feet from under him and biting the arm of another, however he's outnumbered and still ends up shoved into a special containment space.]

[That is basically a tiny room with soft walls and a small window with bars. Guess who is not happy.]

Get back here! I'll have your fucking heads!

was_a_hunter

[The feed crackles to life, the video showing the ceiling of one of the rooms. There's a sound of someone groaning and the creaking of the bed before a blond woman is suddenly in the frame.]

Dean?

[Her eyes are unfocused and she's very clearly heavily drugged, the result of a late night hall wandering gone wrong.]

...Don't let them catch you you. Don't...don't stay in the open...

[She wasn't entirely sure what happened to her, but she wasn't particularly loving it.]

stalking_horse

[It's a very staticy broadcast at first; there's a brief clip of Saguru in his coat and hat, creeping down a dark hallway in some large building - then stopping suddenly, glancing at one hand; whatever it's tangled on isn't visible, but there's a thin red line on his wrist when he tugs at it, and then a small startle movement as if he'd just gotten stung by something.]

[Then after a short burst of static wipes out the image, the camera seems to be wobbling - there's the same hallway, but from his perspective, and fuzzed out, blurry,both going a bit dark and twisting a little. Three red "eyes" appear in the dark, in a triangle, then they twist into eight, set in a large dark shape with eight legs wide enough to cover the hallway; his perspective drops - held by whatever he'd gotten tangled in, but not solidly on his feet.]

Well well, what have we here; something else wandered into my world.

[The voice doesn't sound right - distorted, mechanical overtones. And when Saguru speaks up, well, it's much more wobbly than usual for him, as much as he's trying to sound calm and detached.]

Voice changer and hallucinogens, lines to guide people to the imagery of spiders... No wonder all the witnesses are panicked and have no description of you.

Trying to be the very model of a rational detective, aren't you? Even when you're in someone else's power. [The voice coming from the spider that's been coming closer - though still more an indistinct sillhouette than anything clear - changes; less mechanical, less distorted, very human, and unfamiliar to probably anyone listening, although it gets a reflexive flinch from Saguru; a distant, muffled church-bell sounds in the background.] One would think you would've learned your lesson about nosing into things recklessly the last time.

....recordings of church bells for a trigger; that's not a hard story to find. [Although he's sounding more uncertain than he clearly wants to with that.]

Really now. Still clinging to some shred of control. [There's a disappointed clicking sound as the church-bells fade out, replaced by an ocean breeze and waves; the darkness of the hallway blurs into some kind of rocky beach, a moonless, cloudy sky above, as something that sounds like hooves with an odd scraping noise added is coming from behind.] You shouldn't be so careless about going out at night, Tammas.

[The red eyes creep back, vanishing into the mist with the rest of the shadowy spider, and the camera's perspective flickers briefly - whatever Saguru was tangled in has been cut, leaving him off-balanced, but he doesn't quite end up hitting ground thanks to the large shape behind him; something that looks like a skinless horse with throbbing yellow veins running under the skin, a similarly skinless humanoid torso grafted onto the back; the "horse" head has one blank yellow eye in the middle of its forehead, and both heads are split wide open with fanged maws, while the arms of the "torso" are long enough that the bladelike claws drag the ground - one claw catching him by the throat as the video cuts off.]

((OOC Note: Yes, Saguru will be getting any replies, though he'll be ... well... drugged.))

inverted_flight

*the video is shaking dizzily, as if he's holding the phone in his hand as he's outright SPRINTING down the hall. Every time his arm swings back the camera pans across one of more of his pursuers, gaining on him with every swing.

Akito slides down to the ground hard, the phone slamming into the floor as he goes low to shift his moment to take a corner, and he moves again. The nurses lose maybe half a foot of ground but regain it quickly. He's breathing heavily, small sounds of pain floating to the mic. The swing of his arm falters as his knee nearly collapses under him.

He goes down again, taking a precious extra second to make the corner, losing more ground. The nurses are now close enough that the camera can only capture part of the uniform at a time.

He cries out as the nurses grab him, and the phone drops to the floor, camera pointed at the ceiling. The nurses are restraining him as he writhes, trying to break their hold. One of them injects something into his neck and he falls limp in the arms.

They drag him out of view of the camera. It runs about a minute more before one of the nurses returns. She bends down to pick up the phone and clicks off the feed*

((having been watched by them since the beginning, Akito kind of panicked at how dramatically they changed and were stalking him. So now he's going to be pretty fucked up all day. Someone should probably sit on him this week, otherwise this will be his state of being the entire time.))

suna_bitch

[Someone is pissed and hissing harshly into the microphone, no need to bring the nurses attention to her again.]

Someone come and open my door.

Those people fixed it to where I couldn't even open my own door from the inside and I can't take being stuck in this room anymore.

[It's in everyone's best interest to do as she says right now, she's likely to blow a gasket again.]

whitebrother

[The feed turns on to show a face that hasn't been around for a while. Kyoji Kasshu is back in the manor, and he seems to be a bit confused and annoyed.]

Could someone please tell me what is going on here? I woke up this morning to find the dates on all of my electronics have skipped forward by over a month. One or two could be explained by some kind of error, but all of them skipping forward uniformly is highly unlikely.

[He then brushes his fingers across the top of a computer monitor, disturbing a layer of dust.] And the state of my room seems to suggest there is something strange happening as well. As does the headache I've found myself with. Which suggests this is another oddity of this place. Can someone that has been here longer tell me just what happened exactly?

bestamontillado

[Spade is sitting in the main hall, on the couch, with a book. He's reading, serene and peaceful.]

[if you're going to the kitchen door just in line of sight of where he's sitting, you might notice that there's a weird break in the carpet, something in the floorboards busted ... except that it's kind of transparent to, well, anything with a mind, and the part that sticks up is something you could put a hand or foot right through with no ill effects - and it only appears when someone is close to the door or coming out of the door.]

[The NPC nurses, on the other hand, are having issues tripping over it, and every time it happens, they'll stumble away from the door, maybe end up picking up whatever they'd been carrying, looking back at the floor where there's nothing, and then going on with their business looking confused.]

[Meanwhile, Spade seems to really be enjoying that book.]

has_a_phd_in_teddybear

[there's some rustling, the sound of the comm being dropped, and something else hitting the wall, followed by the sound of two small items skittering across the floor.]

No more goddamned pills. Just Get. Me. A drink.

Mr. Winchester, we are going to have to ask that you calm your-

Screw you.

[There's a tutting from his nurse, and then she moves over to near the comm. She can clearly heard muttering to herself something about Barbiturates. Then there's rustling again as she picks up his comm.]

You knocked this off of the stand in your temper there.

Like I give a damn. [Is the short response. So she flicks off the audio feed before putting it back on the bedside table.]

bf_supporting_cast

[When this week started, you may have noticed a schedule somewhere around your room, and that somewhere on there was an appointment.]

[And if that appointment is this week, then you'd find yourself at the door whether you actually intentionally went or not, with nice concerned staff being encouraging about the appointment!]

[The office is well lit, with plants and bookshelves, a desk, and some comfortable chairs, although at least she had enough taste to skip the cliche leather couch - small blessings. There's a pitcher of ice water with glasses on a coffee table, easily reached from the chairs. There's bright, sunny windows, and the doctor is pretty much the most nondescript thin guy with glasses and brown hair; there's a file on the desk in front of him. If you're someone fairly stable and all, it's probably thin...]

[Who're we kidding, most of you that show up probably have novels.]

[The doctor stands up as you come in, waving to one of the chairs.]

Come in, come in, make yourself comfortable.

((OOC note: This is a bit of an opt-in. Everyone will have an appointment listed; if you want a therapist meeting, it'll be scheduled this week - if not, it'll show up as next week, and if you want to make your character's life difficult/feel like picking on them, it'll be the week after next.))

theworldbegins

[The blackberry's camera pans up to get a good look at... the cieling. It's an amazing view, to be sure. Pre-tty exciting stuff here. It's fairly quiet, until the voice of a teenaged boy can be heard.] What the hell!? Is this some kind of sick joke?

[The owner of the voice moves into the frame, looking down at the blackberry- pretty clearly picking it up.] Huh. Well, this thing at least looks like it's getting some kind of signal... ...Crap, is it recording?

[The feed cuts off pretty abruptly.]

[If anyone's wandering the hallways they might run into a redheaded teenager wearing headphones that are almost signature for him. He pauses for a minute, watching one of the NPCs walk by with one hand next to- but not touching- his headphones, eyes going wide.]

...What. The. Hell.

ocd_reaper

[Kid looks pretty good in a cowboy outfit modeled after his usual suit. He's also wearing a cowboy hat under protest since it's not perfectly symmetrical, but the author insists that he wears it. (He really hates her.)]

Might as well get a look at how things have changed. [He holds out a hand.] Beelzebub.

[Shadows come pouring out to form a shape. However, rather than the usual skateboard, Beelzebub has taken the form of a horse so black it might as well be a 3D ink spot. The tack is also black with bits of silver and a skull design on each side of the halter near where a bit would be.]

...Rather appropriate, actually.

[He swings himself up into the saddle and leads the horse off to go explore.]

eternal_cellist

[Someone's coming out of hiding.

After the last little bit, she'd felt lonely...and somehow, lonely is worse when you're dead.

Letting herself appear on a fence, she doesn't really care if someone's watching. What were they going to do? Kill her? Right. Pulling her legs up, she leaned her head on them as the sunset washed over her. She could really get used to this...it was peaceful.

Peace never lasted long though.]

chest_rubber

No, no it's okay!

[The device is face down on the ground. There's a bit of scuffling. Hay is getting walked over. There's a loud whinny, clearly from a horse.

Then Becky screams.

She stops screaming after a second, but the horse continues whining loudly, hoofs stomping about the area.]

inverted_flight

*Akito had 'woken' up in one of the pens, and now he's standing face to face with one of the newest residents the author dropped in for scenery*

Good bull, nice bull...don't charge me...

*his voice is small, soothing, and not working the least bit in calming this bull down after having someone invade it's space*

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